The best I can recall, given that it was five years ago, the last concert I attended was Hootie and the Blowfish. Don't judge, please. I went along with someone who had an extra ticket, and I like to go out and will go just about anywhere and do anything that isn't sitting in my living room.
Last night saw my triumphant return to concert-going, and at the same venue.
This picture didn't come out nearly as well as the ones I took of the eight couples directly in front of me who spent the whole concert making out, but nobody needs to see that, so I'll spare you.
Oh, it was the Black Crowes, and while it sounded to me like they played the same three songs over and over and every song had a 15 minute jam session in the middle, it was still a decent show and a nice night and an excellent use of a babysitter. We even went with another couple, like actual grown-ups or something.
And now, if you will excuse me, we have five playdates in the next four days and the first one is arriving in 15 minutes.